|| Chapter one ||

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TW: cussing

y/n POV

I walk around looking for somewhere to hang around and write and explore. I walk through a forest and find a desert.

"Great a desert.." I mumble knowing that it's going to be hot as hell in there. I walk for 30 more minutes and find a very beautiful place called... Las Nevada's? Interesting name choice I suppose.

"Seems that there aren't many people here. But maybe it's because it's probably new, I mean look at this place it doesn't look old." I mumble to myself. "maybe I can stay around here and-"

"HIIII! Do you want to gamble?" I hear someone ask behind me.

"What?" I turn around and see a boy taller than me with slime all over his clothes.

"Uhhh are you the owner of the place or something?" I ask the boy.

"No! Quackity from Las Nevadas is the owner." He says "Here let me go get him for you!"

"I-" The boy then runs away into a tower.

"Okay then.." I say and take out my journal that's attached to my belt and start writing about Las Nevadas.

—Time skip—

"DAP ME UP!" Said a boy covered in slime.

"AHHHHHH!" I yelled

"Umm.. sorry about my friend. Slime, He can be a little loud sometimes." a man says which I assume is Quackity.

"Uhh okay then," I reply

"I'm a whole lot of bones and meat!" The slime boy says

"I'm a WHOLE lot of meat." The boy says and smiles, and I chuckle

"Do I know you?" Quackity asks me.

"No, I don't think so," I reply while continuing to write stuff down in my journal.

"What are you doing?" Quackity asks "I'm writing." I say

"Oh, can I see?" He asks and walks a little closer to me "No... I'm sorry." I close my book, so he can't read it.

"oh okay then." He says

"Anyways who are you?" he asks me.

"I'm y/u."

"Do you want to gamble????" The slime boy asks

Quackity quickly whispers something to the slime boy.
"Uhh, so are you a new member of the smp?"

"No, I am one of the original members," I say continuing to write down stuff about Quackity, slime boy, and Las Nevadas.

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